Benoît Pioulard
A Coin on the Tongue
Say hello to the end & its big fucking jack-o-lantern grinStay (how long) 'til the end & dilute the blood beneath my skinBlackened nails & acumenLacerated fists full of arrowheadsArid bones & hollow menLie down on marrow bedsSay hello to the end & its open hand to pull you inStay (how long) 'til the end beckons furlough floes to melt again
From Letras Mania